Night to Myself, and nothing to do

OK, there is a LIST of things I'd like to do. Oh, say...paint the lettering on the doors of RagDoll, scrap a few pages, bake a ton of cookies and eat them myself. Now that the house is empty, I have no motivation to get off my fat ass and do any of them. My pillow is calling to meeeee. "SLEEEEEP! just close your eyes a second. Who's it gonna hurt?" Grandma picked up Bebé , Hubby is off at a car club meeting, and the dogs are surprisingly quiet. Someone light a fire under me. At least the house is clean...